Date: Fri, 29 Dec 2006 13:43:04 -0800 (PST)
From: D One
Subject: Max at Camp
He sat on his bunk alone. Hearing the singing going on across the camp, Max
believed he was alone.
During the night he had heard the breathing and rustling around him in the
bunkhouse. He knew many of his cabin mates were jacking off. He felt his own
cock hard but dared not make any sounds. He fantasized moving from his bed to
another to share the sexual frustration he had with Cal or Milt or even
Abraham.
But instead he listened, got horny and hoped that sleep would bring him
dreams even more exciting then his fantasies.
Calvin was tall, broad shouldered, midwest looking and liked wearing short
shorts and nothing else. His nearly naked form was admired by the others in the
camp, boys, girls and even the adults.
In the privacy of the cabin he wore even less, letthing a small pair of
jockeys or his jockstrap alone be his wardrobe.
Max stared at the boy even when he was fully clothed arriving on the bus.
Somewhere in the lower part of his stomach something clicked and ached at the
sight. Shaking his hand sent shocks through Max's system.
Swimming with him and the others was almost unbearable especially when they
wrestled. Being lifted and thrown out of the water only to splach back in
almost made Max cum in the air.
The other guys weren't unexciting either. It seems that summer camp brings
out the sensuality in a teenager. Wearing shorts and nothing else, jacking off
incessantly, talking about sex and rough housing just brought out the sexual
beast in the boys.
Max walked across the camp that morning during breakfast. He heard noises
coming from his cabin and then saw a naked form appear out the canvas covered
side. Not only was it one of his dorm mates completel naked but it was Calvin.
He turned and saw Max and smiled and waved laughing as he went back in the
cabin door. By the time Max got to the cabin the rough housing had ended and
much more disappointing, Cal had put on his shorts to go to breakfast.
Cal said he'd eaten already and sat on his bunk thinking about what he had
seen and what he'd fantasized about already. He stripped naked and began to
jack his cock figuring everyone one else was gone.
The more he rubbed his cock the harder it was to breathe, his mind was full
of images of boys and men, naked images and clothed images alike. Then Calvin
became more and more present. Seeing him strip off his clothes in the cabin,
seeing him in his speedos at the lake, feeling him lift Max, seeing his naked
that morning,
Max was gasping for breath as the explosion was near. He saw Calvin smiling
at him his shirtless torso so smooth, clean and heaving with each breath. Max
almost cried as the long needed climax cam shooting sperm up to his own face
and landing on his naked smooth body.
Max gasped as each convolution in his body spurted out a stream that left him
sitting there hunched over gasping. His hand still encircling his penis was
covered with his cum. His mouth and chin dripped of it. His boy body glistened
with the droplets that had splattered everywhere.
He wished that the images of Calvin were real .. that he could get hard again
and keep cumming forever.
Then lips moved against his open mouth and a tongue entered. Max opened his
eyes to see the face so close to his that it was almost out of focus.
Calvin was there. He had been watching and smiling at him. Calvin's finger
was under his hand and balls finding that place he often played withhimself.
His nipples too were being pinched and tugged on.
Calvin was inside him with his finger wiggling. Max reached around the boys
body and clung himself to him.
Max kissed back, feeling Calvin's tongue with his own. Feeling the boys hand
pull him closers so his cum wet body pressed against his.
Max moved his legs without any thought about how or why and encirvcled
Calvin. They moved till Calvin was on the bed now and his shorts were open. His
own cock was replacing his finger.
Max realized what was happening, he was going to be fucked by a guy for the
first time and it was going to be Calvin.
The rest of the summer would be heaven, he would share a bed with the boy,
suck his cock, be fucked many times, feel his hot cum all over his naked body,
let the other boys watch them if they wanted, he didn't care.
The cock hurt then somehow became somethign else as Max felt his own cock
harden again. Calvin had it in his hand and was jacking as he fucked. Max had
no control. All he could do was take whatever Calvin wanted to give.
Max felt the hard jamming against his butt as Calvin orgasmed and then felt
his won body convulse and shoot more streams across his body.
"Fuck" Calvin whispered "we better shower" he said and slid out of Calvin's
body.
"Yea we can fuck agian in there" Max said
Calvin looked at him and smiled that smile that had inspired him often and
especially earlier when he was jacking off.
"We have lots of places here for that" he said "I love watching you cum"
Max smiled and grabbed a towel for the next sex he'd have with Calvin in the
shower.
Calvin had taken his shirt off as usual, as the group hiked up the mountain
later in the afternoon.
Max and he left others behind and sat on the peak staring at the vista below.
Eating the sandwiches and drinking pop they brought they talked about life and
family.
"Hey I was wondering, what were you thinking about this morning you know when
you were almsot balistic jacking off" Calvin asked.
"You" Calvin said not sure if it was cool or not.
Calvin looked out at the view and took a swig of his soda. "I hoped you were"
he said.
And despite hearing the others approaching they kissed.